With the Lost Legion in New ZealandHamilton-Browne, G.
History
With the Lost Legion in New Zealand
Hamilton-Browne, G.
Māori (New Zealand people); New Zealand -- History
“My throat is dry and my pannikin is empty, pass therefore the bottle,
my friend, and let me moisten my tongue before I tell you how we met
the soldiers again at Te Ranga, and of how they took utu from us for
their defeat.
“I have told you, my friend, that our allies were driven back at
Maketu, so we for a time worked hard to complete the very strong
entrenchments we were building at Te Ranga, and it would have been well
for us had we finished them during the time the soldiers allowed us to
do so; but on hearing the big white chief had left Tauranga we relaxed
our efforts thereby earning our punishment. For remember this, you
boys, that those tribes that during the time of peace do not prepare
for war will soon be exterminated and their home fires extinguished.
Repair therefore during the time of peace the fences of your pah,
furbish up your guns, make cartridges and sharpen your tomahawks, for
these are the suitable pursuits for a warrior to indulge in during
his days of relaxation from war. We, the Tauranga Maoris, neglected
to finish our entrenchments although they were far advanced towards
completion, and the soldiers in their courtesy allowed us ample time to
do so, but when two moons were nearly dead they lost patience with our
dilatoriness and marched out of Tauranga to attack us.
“Now the construction of our entrenchments was in this manner. Te
Ranga, oh friend, is a long ridge of a hill both sides of which are
defended by impassable swamps, so that the soldiers could not outflank
or surround us, and our retreat was open. For our defences we had dug
high up and across the ridge long lines of rifle pits. This was done
in a very crafty way. Each pit would hold ten men, or perhaps twelve,
they were dug deep though narrow, so that if the soldiers saw fit to
bring their big guns, by crouching down we should be safe from their
fire; also the rear lines of pits commanded those in front of it, so
that, if driven out of one line, we could still hold the others.
“Now it had been our intention to erect fences in front of each line
of rifle pits, so as to delay the rush of the soldiers should they
charge us, and also to construct covered ways through which we could
retreat with safety from one line to another; but this part of the
work had not been done, although the lines of pits themselves were all
completed. Two moons were nearly dead since our victory, when we heard
that the soldiers under another war chief (Colonel Greer) were marching
to attack us, and at the council held on receipt of this news each man
blamed the other for our dilatoriness in not finishing our defences,
but the time to do so was past. Nor could we blame the soldiers, the
fault was ours, and we had to make the best of it. Wrangling amongst
ourselves was no good, the soldiers were here, we must man the rifle
pits and fight as best we could; even without the fences our position
was a very strong one.
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